The small island of Kennutcat, with its broad natural harbour and bountiful fishing, proved to be a great boon to early colonizers. After subjugating the native inhabitants, the colonizers quickly established a small prosperous village catering to the many merchant ships sailing the nearby trading routes. Yet, at night, a thick fog rolls in, blanketing the stone streets and wood shingled houses. Strange shapes move in the mists, while sibilant voices echo in the still air. These are Kennutcat’s dead—fathers, mothers, sons and daughters—spirits trapped and inexplicably bound to the island by an unending, unkillable nightmarish horror. For within a tangled forest, the surviving natives pray for salvation and the spirits of the island have answered in the form of Lobata—a formless creature of darkness that lurks in the surrounding waters. Those who answer Lobata’s siren call surrender to a nameless compulsion to hunt the strange beast, but find nothing more than their own watery graves amid the storm-tossed waves.